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I had the unalloyed pleasure of seeing the depth of the relationship enjoyed between Finemore and Bryans, over dinner one night, in Lina’s premises in Richmond. We’re talking early 70s. Finemore and I repeated this at least one other time.

He was an extraordinarily acute judge of works of art. She was a great painter, and a beautiful woman. They complemented each other perfectly. When Lina returned from her sojourn in Central Australia, until he precipitously died, Brian was incredibly attendant to her health needs.

For my part, during this dinner, I had the privilege of rifling through her works, stacked facing the walls, in an adjoining room, while Brian and Bryans talked. At that stage, their conversation was beyond my ken. Knowing Finemore as I did, I was used to this, She was a rare genius, such a lovely woman, a canny connection to another era of Australian art, and great dinner host.